I was online one night, desperately horny, a white heterosexual man looking through profile after profile of available women determined to find someone to meet - that night, if I possibly could - did I say I was HORNY?!
I long ago realised that in order to get what you want, you have to be ready to give, and then to give some more ... and I wanted to give whatever I could to a woman who might in anyway appreciate it.
To this point, at differing times I'd put up differing profiles on-line myself that reflected the range and intensity of my interest in most things BDSM ... it fascinated me what people were into. I was amazed that overall women were just as into everything as men. I think I was searching for who I was. I masturbated heaps, and had attached all manner of things to my privates to accentuate my organisms and express and feel my need to give.
At one point I was a Dom paddling and clamping every tasty piece of erect tissue my willing female sub could offer up to me, and in another scenario, I was a kneeling naked pet licking my stern older German Mistress' toes ... amongst other things...I loved the power trip in BDSM.
To my surprise on this particular night, I started to chat to a woman named Dana and after expressing some understandable misgivings on my urging to meet ASAP, agreed to let me come over in as little as an hour's time.
I dashed in the shower, and got motoring to her place. "Wow, maybe she was feeling overwhelmed and horny as well? Why else would she risk allowing a complete stranger into her house?" I thought. I wasn't concerned though, as I only had lust on my mind which I dearly needed to share.
Maybe to assure herself that she wasn't dreaming, she rang whilst I was driving to her place ... or maybe it was really to prep me and give me a chance to change my mind by telling me that she was a "larger" lady ... and that she was walking around with no knickers on...mmm!
Ok, I do love women wearing no undies when horny, but I did start to wonder just how large she was...
Pushing through my own doubts when I arrived outside her place, I was greeted by a very large woman, not unattractive, just big. Her hands and arms were big and they seemed strong more than fat. I was also sure I could smell her musky cunt juices throughout the place. It was a strong smell, and strangely it aroused me.
Ok, at this stage I was totally unaware of what she was into, but her aroma around her dining table that night left me in little doubt that she was into something very sexual, and I think it safe to say it involved my presence. It was kind of awkward for a while - who was going to take the first move?
I didn't have to wait long. After some usual chitchat over a coffee she served me, she hesitantly asked, "I'd love to see your cock" before wryly smiling.
My cock had been hard most of the night, and in this situation it was quite apprehensive, not knowing if it was cumming or going and certainly not 100% hard.
I'm not exhibitionist by nature, but felt I had no choice but to stand and ease down my pants. Well, you could see the blood flushing back into her face after having it just drain out in getting the nerve to ask what she had of me. She seemed to be emboldened by my compliance.
Frankly, I don't think she would have much interest from guys, yes she was fat. I got the sense that this hadn't happened before, and that she was somewhat desperate...but hey, so was I.
